Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World of Mouth, artist - Xentrix. Album song Bury the Pain, in the genre Date of issue: 20.06.2019
Record label: Listenable
Song language: English
World of Mouth |
| Say what you see, say what you say |
| Your youth’s your enemy |
| All your thoughts invade us |
| A penance of fools that mass complain |
| Opinions, tall warnings |
| Never asked you for them anyway |
| Blessing us with your knowledgable wealth |
| If only you could hear yourself |
| Make a move, make a scene |
| I’m over you and over me |
| You’re problem I we ned to fix |
| Fill a fools grave with idealists |
| Make a mover, make a scene |
| You’re overthinking everything |
| You need a problem you can fix |
| Ideals change the ideals mix |
| You read my mind, you set me straight |
| You test the nerves on which you grate |
| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt |
| So listen up and hear me out |
| Shut down this world of mouth |
| Do what you do, do it your way |
| The choice not yours to say |
| Lack of reserve appeals |
| The flack to you poison all consoled |
| Opinions tall warnings |
| Never asked you for them anyway |
| Blessing us with complete affinity |
| You talk the patience out of me |
| Make a move, make a scene |
| I’m over you and over me |
| You’re problem I we ned to fix |
| Fill a fools grave with idealists |
| Make a mover, make a scene |
| You’re overthinking everything |
| You need a problem you can fix |
| Ideals change the ideals mix |
| You read my mind, you set me straight |
| You test the nerves on which you grate |
| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt |
| So listen up and hear me out |
| Shut down this world of mouth |
| P.C., a public craze |
| Such a public Inconvenience |
| Out of control and shameless |
| The call for sincere concern and blame |
| Opinions, tall warnings |
| Never asked you for them anyway |
| Blessing us with complete affinity |
| You talk the patience out of me |
| Make a move, make a scene |
| I’m over you and over me |
| You’re problem I we ned to fix |
| Fill a fools grave with idealists |
| Make a mover, make a scene |
| You’re overthinking everything |
| You need a problem you can fix |
| Ideals change the ideals mix |
| You read my mind, you set me straight |
| You test the nerves on which you grate |
| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt |
| So listen up and hear me out |
| Shut down this world of mouth |